Chapter 414: A good show is about to be staged

"Daci'en Temple?"

The head of the Wei family twisted his beard and pondered, "A clean place for Buddhism, it is a good place. Meeting by chance between men and women here, without involving secularity, appears more natural. And the ancient trees in the temple are towering, the environment is quiet, which is conducive to creating an atmosphere."

"It's just that Luo Feng goes to Daci'en Temple, mostly alone or with only one or two personal guards, his movements are uncertain, and it is difficult to grasp." The head of the Zhang clan raised a question.

"No matter."

A flash of light appeared in Dou Wen's eyes, "Luo Feng does not like excitement, but Daci'en Temple has prosperous incense, especially on the 15th of every month, many believers go to worship Buddha, among whom there is no shortage of official families.

We only need to let niece Qingshuang appear at the appropriate time, at the appropriate place, and do an appropriate thing, which is enough to attract Luo Feng's attention."

"What thing?" Everyone looked at him.

"I heard that in the back garden of Daci'en Temple, there is an old site, although it has been abandoned, the broken stele still exists, and literati and ink guests occasionally go there.

Niece Qingshuang likes reading, especially good at poetry, why not let her go there in the name of visiting ancient sites and feeling the predecessors?

At that time, you can arrange one or two servants who do not understand literature, deliberately make loud noises, or make disrespectful acts when Qingshuang is watching the stele, chanting, or wanting to write.

With Luo Feng's temperament, seeing injustice on the road, he will mostly speak out to stop it.

The routine of a hero saving a beauty is vulgar, but seeing his uprightness in the subtle places, and then let Qingshuang respond with a knowledgeable and unyielding attitude, expressing gratitude, and slightly mentioning the stele inscription and historical events, showing talent, isn't it wonderful?"

Dou Wen slowly stated the plan, his expression full of confidence.

The old man of the Yang clan clapped his hands: "Wonderful! Luo Feng stopping the noise is out of his own heart, not our deliberate arrangement. Qingshuang showing talent is also a natural revelation.

Both sides have no deliberate intention, but the impression is already deep. It's just... need to ensure that Luo Feng will go to Daci'en Temple that day, and can walk to the back garden."

"This matter is left to Dou."

Dou Wen said confidently: "Dou has a distant nephew who is a clerk in the Chang'an government office and has old ties with a military advisor in charge of documents under Luo Feng.

You can let the nephew invite the military advisor to go to Daci'en Temple on the 15th in the name of asking for stele rubbing, and 'inadvertently' reveal that General Luo seems to be interested in the relics of the previous dynasty's military affairs, or maybe they can go together to ask for advice.

That military advisor, in order to curry favor with his superior, will mostly try to invite Luo Feng.

Luo Feng is indeed interested in relics related to military affairs, and coupled with the fact that military affairs have been slightly relaxed recently, the possibility of going is not small.

Even if he doesn't go, we can seek other strategies, if this plan fails, there is no loss."

"As for the noisy servants..." The head of the Wei family took the conversation, "You can use a few stupid ones from the outer courtyard of my Wei family, dressed in casual clothes, pretending to be idle city people, and flee far away after the event, never involving anyone."

Dou Wen looked at the head of the Fu family, "Qingshuang needs to be instructed well! This trip is only for 'feeling the ancient sites,' meeting the General by chance is an unexpected joy. Words and deeds, must be elegant and natural, and must not have the attitude of clinging.

You can discuss with him the previous dynasty's war recorded on the stele, or frontier poems, but don't involve the current military and politics.

After leaving an impression, you can leave calmly, no need to entangle too much.

Leaving a glimpse is the best strategy to stir people's hearts.

If Luo Feng doesn't ask, never take the initiative to say more! If Luo Feng asks, then you need to have something to say and show your talent."

"Dou Gong is thoughtful, we admire it." Everyone felt that this plan was feasible, and immediately set the details and prepared separately.

Everything went smoothly afterward. The military advisor really found an opportunity to come to Luo Feng and mentioned the relics of the previous dynasty's military affairs.

Luo Feng was not interested in these things at all. Now that he was in a stalemate with Western Liang, how could he have the leisure to look at any relics? He was just about to open his mouth to refuse, but suddenly thought of something.

So the words of refusal did not come out, but he nodded and let the other party retreat.

Then he immediately contacted Wang Hou to explain the matter, because he keenly sensed that there was something tricky in it, maybe it was aimed at him.

He let out the wind that he would occasionally go to Daci'en Temple for a walk, and as a result, subordinates came to mention this matter in just a few days. If there was no scheme in this, he would absolutely not believe it.

But he didn't expect these scholar-gentry to be so difficult to deal with, and they could infiltrate to such a degree. It seems that the eldest brother was right, he must reveal some flaws to catch more potential "fish."

After receiving the news, Wang Hou reacted immediately, first letting Luo Feng go to the appointment as scheduled according to the other party's arrangement, while he inserted spies in advance, on the one hand to protect Luo Feng's safety, and on the other hand to see what tricks these people were preparing to play.

A few days later, Chang'an Daci'en Temple.

Luo Feng was indeed "persuaded" to come by the diligent military advisor, the excuse being that there was a broken stele in the back garden of the temple recording an important battle of the previous dynasty, which might be enlightening for reorganizing the army and strengthening the martial arts.

Luo Feng felt depressed and didn't believe in any gods and Buddhas at all, but he had to play this scene well.

He listened patiently to the military advisor citing classics and talking endlessly in front of several Buddha statues and murals in the front hall, feeling very impatient in his heart, so he walked toward the back garden.

The personal guard wanted to follow, but was waved away by him, only letting him wait at the garden gate.

Luo Feng strolled in the backyard, his eyes sweeping over those collapsed stele stones, there was not much emotion of literati and ink guests in his heart, only feeling annoyed.

It happened that a noise came from the front, Luo Feng understood, the good show is about to be staged!

I saw three men in ordinary clothes but with rough behavior, shouting and pointing at a half-broken stele, their mouths were not clean, seemingly mocking the stele inscription, and also seemingly deliberately kicking the stele base.

A woman in white stood in front of the stele, her figure slender and straight, with her back to him, seemingly watching the stele inscription, disturbed by these people, but not panicked or hiding, just slightly sideways, wanting to avoid.

Luo Feng was slightly stunned, not expecting that the other party was actually performing a hero saving a beauty, then if he stood by and watched, could they still perform this scene?

Of course, Luo Feng not only thought so, but he also did so, hugging his arms and watching what they were preparing to do.

The three men had long noticed Luo Feng approaching, and thought the other party would speak out to scold, but did not expect there was no movement.

At the moment, they could only bite the bullet and continue to curse at the stele, the sound getting louder and louder, for fear that Luo Feng would not hear it.

Just when Luo Feng was preparing to continue standing by and watching, the sweeping monk disguised by Wang Hou came to the front, turned his back to several people and pretended to sweep the floor, and whispered to Luo Feng.

"Madman! You go up! If you don't save the beauty, they can't continue to sing this scene!"

Luo Feng's face turned black, preparing to say something, opened his mouth but made no sound, and finally sighed and stepped forward.

"Hey! You guys, what are you making noise here for? Didn't you see someone watching the stele here?"

Luo Feng was in a bad mood at this time, preparing to vent all his anger on several people.

Although he was in casual clothes, he had been in a high position for a long time and brought his own majesty.

The three men were startled by the sound, turned their heads and saw Luo Feng was only one person, exchanged glances, one of them stiffened his neck and said: "You... what does it have to do with you? Who can't watch this broken stele? We are willing!" ===== CHAPTER 415 =====